i am listening to it- the music. i am getting lost in it's notes, going too far. It is playing for me and i am wanting it's waves to carry me away. I love the piano. love it so much i am afraid i will pull out the anchor and drift. I know now that i am scared. scared of both outcomes so i stay there on the dock that sways slightly from side to side- that is all i can afford to risk.
The Fox
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Dear Poet,
Today, you woke with plan you were going to befriend a fox. I listened as
you spoke about how you would follow it's track trough the forest a...
3 comments:
What an amazing photo.
Oui, en effet, quelle étonnante photographie! Un décor un rien romanesque aux confins duquel sans doute pourraient murmurer quelques personnages d'arrière-saison. Qui seraient-ils? Une voix qui appelle, l'autre qui se tait, au loin, qui ne répond jamais. Et la communication est brisée, on ne sait pas pourquoi. Mais il y a ce paysage, des mots y sont lancés tous azimuts. Sans écho. Une musique? Un seul accord? Peut-être, oui. Des recherches... des recherches de quelque chose.
"that is all i can afford to risk"
the heart and the head regulating one another. the play between the two has always reminded me of a symphony.
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